"The entire warehouse has been emptied, and that's all we have." The young man threw a few storage rings in front of several people.
I thought it was because the city lord was stingy and refused to provide supplies, but I didn't expect that there was nothing in the entire warehouse. Most of them were linen, followed by a pile of scrap metal, and there were only a few weapons that could be used. Then there are some spiritual stones and medicines, which of course are what everyone needs most. In addition, there are dried fish that take up half of the warehouse.
Of course the city lord was willing to donate the dried fish, but the young man refused.
"By the way, what does that guy from Avinor do with so much fish?" Jonah couldn't figure it out as he counted the supplies.
"Who knows." Rosen was playing with a spirit stone and said in a good mood, "Although the quantity is a little small, these are enough."
Looking at the group of old guys in front of him, the young man smiled seriously. With Maric and a group of veterans taking action, even Rosen was shaken in his heart. It was in order to get more supplies from the stingy city lord that I troubled the young man to make up this lie. So far, it seems to be working well.
"This time, I really bother you. I don't represent anyone here, but I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you on my own behalf."
The young man was indifferent to Maric's gratitude: "This is nothing. If there is nothing important, then I will leave first." After saying that, the young man stretched his body, turned around and planned to leave.
"Um, can you wait a moment?" The voice behind him made the young man stop in his tracks.
However, the moment the young man turned around, the scene in front of him suddenly shattered like a mirror, leaving Artolis, who was immersed in it, stunned.
"Wait, wait a minute!" After coming back to her senses, Artolis hurriedly tried to catch up. However, the scene collapsed faster than she imagined. Before her outstretched hand could touch the fragmented figure, she was stopped by the closed door.
It was dark all around, and the door was fading away in the dark world.
"What... is this?" Artolis didn't understand why the story had to end here.
There was nothing in the dark world. Looking down, Artolis saw a thick notebook.
"I don't dare to face them. I'm afraid that looking at their smiles, the evil in my heart will cloud my eyes." There is only this short sentence in the entire notebook.
"Ahead." The Wolf King's voice came into her mind. She closed the note and Artolis raised her head. Wherever she looked, the door in the far dark depths was covered, with little bits of light coming out from the cracks.
The journey was extremely long, groping forward and forward in the darkness, cheerful laughter came from the crack in the door, and with a trembling hand that was trembling due to hesitation, he pushed the door open.
The sudden brightness made Artoris unable to open her eyes. When her vision gradually became clear, the girl's pupils opened slightly in surprise.
The candlelight flickered like starlight, and the noise of the lantern festival in the city could be heard in the distance. There were shadows on the brightly decorated high-rise buildings, and dozens of lanterns swayed gently in the gentle breeze.
Behind the door is a high slope, and below are thousands of lanterns swimming through the neighborhoods. In the distance are bright lanterns strewn about like an illusion, with the sound of phoenix flutes and bright lights. This is the first time Artolis has seen such a lively scene.
"After all, martial law was not launched in the city. The city lord and the executive officer of Peland concealed the incident. Therefore, the people in the city only knew about the army's resistance on the northern front and knew nothing about the battlefield in the south. Jonah, Ghent, Fodan , Banler, Maric, and Rosen. It wasn’t until this moment that I understood that they didn’t expect to come back alive from this battle.”
The person next to him said this and took out some pieces of paper: "They entrusted me with their family letters, hoping that I can deliver them to their heirs."
"So, what do you want to express?" Fascinated by the scene in her eyes, Artoris asked without looking back.
Just as her vision flickered, Artolis found herself standing at the entrance of a street in the city. There were sounds of wind chimes, and a craftsman held a bamboo umbrella and carried various novel styles of lanterns on one shoulder, singing songs to attract business, and passed by her.
The other party did not answer immediately, but stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance.
"Did you see that tall building?"
Artoris and the boy coincidentally looked at the tall buildings of Finto City in the distance.
"Soon, the city lord will appear there, offering tea to the common people, praying for good weather this year and peace in the prosperous age. Do you think you are praying for the stars thousands of miles away, or for yourself, who is small and powerless standing on this land? ?”
Artoris didn't understand why the other party said this to her, and couldn't answer for a while. The other party didn't seem to care, and he threw the letter away. The letters turned into white lights and flew everywhere.
That day, looking at the sky lanterns and the bright stars all over the sky drifting away in the wind, the young man did not feel happy. Because he knew that just behind the mountain, several soldiers were fighting bloody battles to protect the city.
The young man felt a little regretful, left the beautiful scenery in front of him behind, and rushed to the battlefield. However, when the young man arrived there, it was already a mess, and the bloody warrior was leaning against the tree leaning on his sword.
The flames burned one of his arms, and four long knives penetrated his body. The dying man looked at the young man walking step by step and smiled.
"Look, we...won!" Looking at Artolis, the boy said: "Those were the last words Rosen said, and then he fell into the pool of blood and never stood up again. The other veterans also They all died in the battle, but only Maric survived. The blind veteran with all the scars, he was the only one who shed tears for Rosen."
"So... where are the others?" Although she had expected this ending, Artolis still felt a little regretful when she learned the truth from the other party.
Behind the peace is filled with the blood of soldiers. The city of Finto remains as majestic as ever. The mottled walls not only record the passage of time, but also silently tell the stories left behind by the war.
Back in the city, the city lord heard the young man's report and was very satisfied with the victory in the battle. He frowned and praised him mercilessly. But he was still indifferent to the deaths of Rosen and others, as if the people who died were unrelated strangers, rather than the heroes who protected the town with their lives until the end.
A monument to the martyrs was erected in the square in the center of the city. It was written with the names of the soldiers who died fighting against the black beasts, and Rosen and his team didn't even deserve to have their names appear on it.
No one knew that the enemy had attacked, no one knew of the sacrifices of these men. Before leaving, the young man secretly sneaked into the warehouse of the city lord's palace, where he discovered a secret room hidden under a pile of dried fish, which contained a huge amount of supplies...
